Hua Changge lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "What?"
"What did you want that Blood Spirit Orb for in the first place?"
Although they all knew they carried the man's memories, it was strange that he seemed to remember one moment and forget the next.
Rong Chang wanted to know, if one day the Supreme God regained his memories of these worlds or his own, what would he think? What would he do?
[Tsk tsk, see? I told you you'd be interested in our Supreme God.]
With so many things she wants to know, how dare she say she has no interest in the Supreme God?
Shut up!
From the system's perspective, Rong Chang was probably angry and embarrassed, which is why she blocked it after it finished speaking.
Then, after a brief moment of silence, a deep male voice came through, "Looking for you."
He didn't seem to have any intention of hiding anything from her.
"I have dreamt of you many times before. I heard that the Blood Spirit Orb can manifest images, so I thought of finding it."
"Oh?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. "What about Hua Changxuan?"
"..."
"Why would he want to find the Blood Spirit Orb?"
Displeased, Hua Changge pursed her lips, "Why do you care about him?"
They think and do pretty much the same things every time, so there's nothing to be curious about.
"Tell me."
Her voice suddenly softened, and Hua Changge couldn't help but feel a little itchy.
Hua Changge's hand, hidden under the thin blanket, groped her body. He said fiercely, "He probably just thinks the Blood Spirit Orb looks familiar. What's so surprising about that?"
turn out to be……
Rong Chang narrowed her eyes slightly.
It seems that the man still only has vague memories, just like before.
But... Rong Shang suddenly remembered the figure she saw from behind after completing the previous mission.
It feels familiar; I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.
But then I thought about it again, and realized that she had lived for so many years, she should have forgotten about them long ago, even if she had known them from the beginning.
Having lived for so long, she had forgotten what the boy she first loved looked like, leaving only the still vivid bitterness in the depths of her memory.
*
The next day, the sun was blazing.
While Rong Chang was waiting for Hua Changge to take her out of the palace at Yunhe Palace, Consort Lian arrived.
They still brought some osmanthus cakes.
It was unbearably hot inside the palace, and ice basins were placed in some corners.
After Consort Lian arrived, she sat with Rong Chang.
But when she opened the small plate and offered Rong Chang some osmanthus cake, Rong Chang lowered her eyes meaningfully and glanced at it, then said thoughtfully, "Does Sister also like osmanthus?"
She always brings osmanthus cake with her every time she comes, even though osmanthus cake is just a type of pastry.
The extent to which the poor concubine loved it is truly worth asking.
Consort Lian seemed surprised by the question and paused for a moment.
She then slightly averted her gaze to avoid meeting Rong Shang's eyes, and simply replied with a faint, "It's alright, I prefer Jasmine."
Is that so!
Rong Shang reached out and picked up the top piece of osmanthus cake, bringing it to her lips to taste.
A moment later, as if casually mentioning it, she asked, "Sister, are you aware that Consort Li has been confined to her quarters by the Emperor?"
"Yes." Consort Lian nodded. "I've heard about it."
“Then…” Rong Chang slowly looked at Consort Lian, her gaze carrying a hint of meaning.
The gaze before her was too intense, and Consort Lian frowned slightly, asking, "What's wrong?"
Is there something on my face?
She wiped her face with a handkerchief.
Rong Shang smiled casually, "It's not on your face, but it's in your heart."
"Sister," she said, narrowing her eyes, "Are you hiding something from me?"
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